237 Quotes by Dylan Thomas

And when the firemen turned off the hose and were standing in the wet, smoky room, Jim's Aunt, Miss Prothero, came downstairs and peered in at them. Jim and I waited, very quietly, to hear what she would say to them. She said the right thing, always. She looked at the three tall firemen in their shining helmets, standing among the smoke and cinders and dissolving snowballs, and she said, "Would you like anything to read?

Never and never, my girl riding far and nearIn the land of the hearthstone tales, and spelled asleep,Fear or believe that the wolf in a sheepwhite hood,Loping and bleating roughly and blithely shall leap,My dear, my dear,Out of a lair in the flocked leaves in the dew dipped year,To eat your heart in the house in the rosy wood.

And the high-heaped fire spat, all ready for the chestnuts and the mulling pokers.

Mr. Kipling stands for everything in this cankered world which I would wish were otherwise.

It snowed last year too: I made a snowman and my brother knocked it down and I knocked my brother down and then we had tea.

The only surprising thing about miracles, however small, is that they sometimes happen.

Man be my metaphor’,

Dylan talked copiously then stopped, 'Somebody's boring me,' he said, 'I think its me.

Our snow was not only shaken from whitewash buckets down the sky, it came shawling out of the ground and swam and drifted out of the arms and hands and bodies of the trees; snow grew overnight on the roofs of houses like a pure and grandfather moss, minutely white-ivied the walls and settled on the postman, opening the gate, like a dumb, numb thunderstorm of white, torn Christmas cards.